Chapter 13 A Murder Case Caused by a Broken Shoe Gaoliu County is divided into inner and outer areas, each with eight urban districts. Separated by a city wall, the layout of the inner and outer cities is almost the same. Shops that can be opened in the inner city can also be opened in the outer city. Yiqi Inn, Weapon Blacksmith Shop, Four Seasons Pharmacy, etc. are all there. However, martial arts schools are an exception. The poor are good at literature, but the rich are good at martial arts. Martial arts schools only serve the wealthy and are not open to the outer cities. However, there is never a shortage of people from the outer cities who come to become disciples with the money they have saved for many years. Although most of them had run out of money and returned in disgrace, there was still an endless stream of new comers. "Qiuda is gone." In a small courtyard in Lihe Martial Arts Hall, one of the three major martial arts halls in the inner city, Liang Ashui bowed to the burly man who walked in and said gratefully: "Thank you, Fourth Brother." "We are family, why should we thank each other? I am afraid this matter is not over yet. I heard that even Qiu Long has been summoned by the county magistrate..." The rough man Miao Feng frowned, paced back and forth for a few steps, and looked back at Liang Ashui: "Ah Shui, tell me the truth, did you kill that person?"
"..." Liang Ashui's face turned black, and he felt extremely helpless: "Fourth Brother, how could I possibly do such a thing as killing an entire family just for a boat?" Miao Feng's expression eased slightly, but he was angry again: "It must be those families who framed you for the entrance quota to the Divine Weapon Valley! I will report this to Master and will not stop until I find this person!" After saying that, Miao Feng left in a hurry. "hateful!" Liang A Shui slapped the gravel table and gritted his teeth. In the winter, even an experienced fisherman could not catch any fish in the clear blue lake. However, he was not afraid and was thinking of having a good harvest. But now, he was being watched closely! "Who killed Liu Laizi?" …… …… when! Late at night, the night watchman struck the gong. The cold wind blew the snow off the eaves, and it fell down piece by piece. Not far from the blacksmith shop, in a dilapidated house, a beggar with disheveled hair shrank into the shadows. Outside the door, a patrolling constable was walking by. "The tiger fell flat and was bullied by the dog!" Under the scattered messy hair, there is only one eye. This is a middle-aged man with a sallow and dark complexion. He looked viciously at the shivering bald head in the corner: "You bastard, it's not enough that you took off my clothes, you even took off my shoes..." Nian Jiu became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He reached out his hand and wanted to slap the boy a few times, but then he stopped himself for fear of killing the only remaining dry food.
"Qiu Long, Wang Luan, Cao Yan, Yu Zhen, Lin Jing... when I recover from my injuries, I will make you face life or death!" The wind blew the tattered wooden door. Nian Jiu's one eye glowed with a faint red light as he stared at the weapon forging shop not far away, which looked like a crawling beast in the night. "How dare you take my things..." …… …… In the next few days, Gaoliu County was still in a state of panic. The murderous maniac and the colder weather forced most people to stay at home. Li Yuan naturally did not go out, and Fatty Sun went shopping by himself several times. While practicing martial arts, he also asked the apprentices and helpers in the shop about what was happening outside. Most of the entertainment in Gaoliu County had nothing to do with them. Such a big thing was not something that everyone would talk about. He didn't have to spend much effort to find out a lot of information, whether true or false. For example, Liu Laizi's body has not been found yet, the stall owner died tragically, Liang Ashui almost went to jail, the city guards patrolled the streets, Liu Laizi killed people, robbed people and escaped... and so on. At night, Li Yuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep, constantly analyzing the information he had heard. "I'm not suffering from paranoia, am I?" Li Yuan smiled bitterly. After lying down for another half an hour, he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply got up, wrapped himself in a cotton coat and went out. The winter night was very cold. He performed several sets of hammer techniques to mobilize the blood and energy, and finally he was able to stand firmly. However, his breathing technique took a long time to get into the right state. He suddenly came to this strange world, and all his relatives, friends and familiar environment disappeared. It took him two months to gradually adapt to and suppress the huge emptiness and tension. At this moment, the feeling of uneasiness came up all at once. He was not suspicious, but the unfamiliar environment made him feel uneasy, and the slightest disturbance would make him nervous. "No one in their right mind would kill someone for a pair of old shoes, right?" Li Yuan was a little annoyed. If he really gets into trouble because of buying these shoes, he will be so angry that he will vomit blood. But thinking about the murdered Liu Laizi and the peddler, it seems possible that the only connection between the two men is this Liuhe boot... It was too cold tonight, and Li Yuan couldn't stand it after standing on the pole for half an hour. He turned around and went back to the house. He was still thinking about this matter until he lay down. "It's unlikely that someone would kill someone for a pair of boots. Could there be something hidden in the shoe?" A light bulb went off in his head, and Li Yuan turned over and sat up again. He glanced into the room and heard nothing but snoring, but he still put on his shoes and went out. Only after he entered the toilet did he open his clenched hands. As long as the weapon on the gray stone platform is not controlled, he can still take it out. "This broken shoe..." Looking at the Liuhe boots, Li Yuan hesitated again. This was the first entry-level item he had obtained. Wasn't it too reckless to destroy it just because of a guess?
Stab it! Although hesitant in his heart, Li Yuan did not stumble. With a little force, he tore off the shoe upper with two big holes. "Nothing?" Li Yuan looked through the shoe surface and even tore apart the layers that were stacked on top of each other, but he didn't find anything. However, when he pulled off the thick leather on the soles of his shoes, his body couldn't help but tremble. There is something! There was little light in the toilet, and Li Yuan almost put the sole of his shoe against his face before he discovered the densely packed small words on the insole of his boots. "Bingdao Fighting Hammer?!" Martial arts secrets! Li Yuan sucked in a breath of cold air and was almost knocked over by the stink. He quickly stuffed the tattered boots into his arms, walked out of the toilet, and found a corner to squat down. "Is there really someone who carves martial arts secrets on the soles of his shoes?" Squatting in the corner holding the broken shoes, Li Yuan looked like he had a toothache. "The Way of Soldiers Fighting Hammer Technique, the secret martial arts of the Divine Weapon Valley, is ranked 18th on the Zhelong Mansion's list of top martial arts?!" The secret martial arts of the Divine Weapon Valley! Li Yuan almost gasped again because his face was actually a little numb. "Superior martial arts! White Ape Cloak Hammer, is it middle-level or lower-level?" Li Yuan's expression was so interesting that he didn't know what to say for a moment. Good luck, or bad luck? But no matter whether it is good or bad, he has been certain that the person who killed Liu Laizi and Liu San must have done so because of this Liuhe boots! It was also confirmed that the man must have known that the shoes were in his hands, and might even have targeted him... "Trouble!" Li Yuan barely pieced together the boots with half of the words "Bingdao Dousha Hammer" written on them and stuffed them back onto the gray stone table. He was not happy to find that the broken shoes could still be controlled. However, after determining where the trouble came from, he felt relieved for no reason. The unknown is scarier than a murderer! "How to deal with it?" Rubbing his cold hands, Li Yuan returned to the house and found that Niu Gui had actually crawled up and was staring at him with a look of surprise and disbelief. "So you practice so late every day?!" Ignoring the shocked boy, Li Yuan fell asleep. This time, he slept very soundly. When he woke up, it was already bright outside. He was the only one left on the big bunk bed, and in the courtyard, the sound of hammers breaking in the wind could be heard. Tsk, it's rolled up again.
Master Li Dao, who had gotten up a month earlier, didn't want to get up anymore. He leaned on the bed with his eyes half closed, seemingly in a daze, but in fact he was staring at the worn-out shoes on the gray stone table. To be precise, it is the martial arts mentioned above, the Bingdao Fighting and Killing Hammer. (End of this chapter)